It was August 16, 1977 and I was driving home from a night class. Like everybody else, I was shocked to hear of Elvis' death. He was 42.
Elvis came to Baltimore in mid-1977. I recall speaking to a lady who went to the concert. She said that Elvis looked terrible and overweight.
He was not the Elvis that she had seen in Las Vegas a few years before.
We know now that Elvis was not taking care of himself and allegedly taking drugs.
I don't really have an Elvis favorite. I do like his earlier material, such as "I want you, I need you, I love you".